Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Her expression didn't change at all, Yuan Fei gave a hum, pretending to be reluctant.

As a result, the other party looked like a piece of wood, he just didn't say anything else, turned and left, as if he didn't want him to keep her, but just conveyed his meaning.

Then I fell into a busy period.

Right now the frontier is very peaceful and there is no need for her as a general to go.

During the day, she only needs to go to the palace barracks. Several of her subordinates are on duty in the palace, and each of them carries a group of soldiers, except for training.

In this way, she has become the most idle one.

But it was just a fake, after all, he had to enter and leave the palace frequently every day.

After returning to the general mansion, she was about to start arranging the things in the mansion.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Yuan Fei got up early and dressed up. The little waiter was holding the balm and was about to apply it on him.

Being pushed away by Yuan Fei, Yuan Fei had a headache, and still couldn't accept it.

After sixteen years of living, when he came here, he knew that all the men here wear makeup.

It simply subverted his previous cognition.

Finally, at the little waiter's pleading, he barely wiped his lips.

His lips were reddish and hydrated, and he saw his face through the bronze mirror.

A very beautiful face, with a touch of mouth fat, the whole face is bright and beautiful.

However, today is the day he gets married.

Get married!

Yuan Fei's eyes flashed, and his fingers grabbed his clothes.

There were a few wrinkles on the big red wedding gown immediately. The only good news is that the men here don't need to wear skirts. If they really want to wear skirts, they will probably die.

But you still have to cover your head.

Yuan Fei felt that it was good to cover his head so that he would not be seen no matter what his expression was.

There were crackling firecrackers outside, and he was led outside. Yuan Shi Lang stood beside him, and said a few reluctant words, all of which was blocked by Yuan Fei, and he didn't even hear him.

He didn't believe the nonsense of Yuan Shilang at all.

If it is Yuan Lian who is going to get married today, he still believes a little bit.

With a veil on her face, Yuan Lian stood at the door looking at Yuan Fei.

At first, he didn't think there was anything. When Yunfan came riding a horse, he actually had some jealousy in his heart.

She was wearing a happy robe, and a blue silk was held by a hosta. Her white face was red with the happy robe, like a drunk beauty. Her eyes were black and white, and there were no ripples inside.

However, when her gaze fell on Yuan Fei, her eyes changed.

Much gentler.

Turning over and dismounting quickly, the action is chic and handsome, which is a temperament that literati has never had.

She walked quickly to Yuan Fei, held Yuan Fei's hand, and turned her head to say a few words to Yuan Fei.

From beginning to end, I didn't notice myself.

Yuan Lian's heart is astringent, she has never failed so much when she grows up.

Xi Gong shouted from the side: "It's late, it's time to get on the sedan chair."

Yuan Fei repelled in his heart, and Yun Fan took his hand forward, but he didn't move.

Yuan Fei said stiffly, "I don't want to sit in a sedan chair."

This sentence was immediately understood as not wanting to get married.

The people around became restless, and Yuan Shi Lang was even more anxious.

I've always been worried about Yuan Fei's troubles, but they are all things to worry about after entering the General's Mansion. Who knows that Yuan Fei has begun to play tricks before entering the General's Mansion.

If the general is suddenly upset, the kiss will not be made, but the Yuan family will be ashamed.